The Man of the Year Page #6

Erica's not feeling well.

She asked me to fetch you.

Priests can't go around telling

what they heard in confession.

I'm not a Catholic priest.

I'm a pastor.

Erica promised me you'd turn

yourselves in to the police.

I gave her two days.

If you confess everything,

show repentance for your crimes...

you shall be saved

from the fires of hell.

God did not mean us

to be hateful and angry.

Get out.

If God thinks I should do more,

I'll come back and kill you.

- What happened to your hand?

- Nothing.

- I'll call the pharmacist.

- Don't bother, Gonzaga.

I'd been robbed over 1O times.

I was even shot.

But since I joined Sesepa,

they left me in peace.

I can even stay open all night,

they don't dare to do a thing.

I'd like to thank you, Mr. Miquel.

Thank you very much.

There's something

I wanted to say to you.

You set curfew in the

neighborhood at 1O p.m.

That 's not good, the night schools

have to send students home earlier.

I'll lift the curfew tonight.

Let everyone know.

What about the park lawn?

You could free the park lawn...

...for the kids to play ball.

- I forbad kids to play on the lawn?

Yes. Someone said they were damaging

the lawn, so you put a stop to it.

No, no. I said grown-ups

couldn't play there.

Children can,

children up to about 10, 11.

You know I like kids.

My name is Paulo Mendes.

Carvalho gave me your number.

I have a company here in Nilpolis.

And I' d like to meet you at Sesepa.

I've got quite a bit of trouble and...

I need to talk to you

about our friend.

Meet me at the club

at 1O p.m., okay?

Listen, Miquel.

Marco was going to squeal.

He was saying that...

he'd drag plenty down with him.

Meaning you and me, damn it.

You've a glorious future

ahead of you.

That traitor of a n*gger

was going to destroy you!

Have you had Marco killed,

Santana?

What else could I have done, man?

I can't believe this.

First Robinson, now Marco.

You've got to get out

of this world.

Let's confess everything

and escape the fires of hell.

I've been in hell for ages.

Yes?

My name's Max. I'm a police

detective. May I come in?

This is Erica, my sister.

She's a bit upset.

Right, Erica?

With my sister...

I mean, my wife disappearing.

She...

disappeared, left me.

That's what I'd like

to talk to you about.

- Have you found Cledir?

- I'll do the talking!

How long has

your wife been missing?

A month, more or less.

Do you recognize this bracelet?

It's my wife's.

Where did you find it?

It was found on a corpse

we found buried...

in the backyard of the drug dealer

Marcos de Sousa, known as Marco.

We think it might be your wife.

Cledir dead? She's dead?

You found her body?

Let me see that again.

- May I keep it?

- No.

What's wrong, Erica?

Are you scared of that cop?

- No one can prove a thing!

- I'm scared of you, Miquel.

You've changed. You liked going out

with me. You had fun, used to laugh...

Now everything stinks!

You never sit down, never turn

your back, never sleep!

I do everything for you, Erica.

I love you.

Hear me quick, Lord!

I deserved to be punished.

Forgive me, Lord.

I don't want to sin no more.

Hear my prayer, let my claims get to

You. Do not hide Your face from me...

on the day of my anguish, lean Your

ears to me on the day that I call.

I deserved to be punished, forgive

me. I don't want to sin no more.

You know you've

f***ed up, don't you?

So you kill your wife,

and bury her...

I didn't mean to. When I pushed

Cledir, she banged her head...

It's no use.

You won't be able to explain it.

The situation's f***ed up.

We came to offer you a scheme,

something good for you.

I'm not going to jail,

and I'm not dying.

Listen to our plan, damn it!

You'll be arrested anyway.

So it 'd better be by Santana.

After a while

you'll no longer be news.

Things cool off, people forget.

Remember the guy who killed parents,

brother, grandma, the whole family?

No one remembers him anymore.

Before long some guy who rapes

young girls will come along...

and take your place

in the headlines.

I'll arrange rigged witnesses

and put in the report...

that the whole thing was a setup

by a criminal friend of yours.

No one will be able to prove

a damn thing against you.

And you won't even stay in jail

for long 'cause our lawyer...

is asking the judge to relax

your sentence, got it?

- I won't be arrested, damn it!

- Miquel, look at me.

It was Marco who killed Cledir,

okay? Everything's cool, man.

- So you don't want to be arrested?

- No.

Fine.

So you'll have to spend some time

at Carvalho's place, in Angra.

- Damn it, Angra?

- That's right.

I'm arranging it with Santana.

Take some time off, get a tan.

- Everything will be all right.

- That bastard'll be off the hook...

with your arrest. He'll be a hero

and will do you like he did Marco.

Marco, Marco!

He never needed Marco!

He needs me.

He earns a fortune through Sesepa.

Galego, you never liked Santana.

They want to help me.

- I'm going to Angra.

- Listen...

Sesepa's dead. It'll lose all its

clients. That investigator...

Max, he's not into money.

He'll get you, the dentist...

Santana... You've got

to get out of here, now!

I get tons of letters,

people love me.

- No one wants me arrested.

- Anyone important?

The people who count are those with

money. To them you're pure poison.

I never want to see you again, jerk.

No way.

The pastor found a place for me,

a long way away. You won't find me.

I took your daughter. You never

gave a damn about her, anyway.

And I took US$ 20,OOO from the safe.

I'm sorry but I had to.

I hope you go f*** yourself

and that your life turns to sh*t.

Till never again.

Miquel.

I took your daughter.

You never gave a damn

about her, anyway.

I' m pregnant.

Never turn your back, never sleep.

I do everything for you,

and you treat me like a dog.

Robinson's dead.

That bastard'll be off the hook with

your arrest...

POLICE UNCOVERS MURDER BUSINESS

he'll be a hero and will do you...

like he did Marco.

You've got a problem.

I' m a dentist.

We can helpeach other.

I want you to kill that bastard.

We can help each other.

I want you to kill that bastard.

Hey, son.

You here? Sit down.

How about a little whisky?

Life's so weird.

If you let it, it flows

all by itself, like a river.

But you can harness it

and make life your horse.

You make what you want out of life.

Each of us chooses his fate.

Horse or river.

TO THEA AND MARIA MAUD

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